Saving Me
06-30-2013, 12:29 AM
He was a yearling yes, but at the times he seemed much, much older than his age. He hadn't been through any traumatic events like Meili, or really anything close to that, but he had been out in the world. He'd discovered for himself that not everyone had a life as easy as he'd had it. Not everyone had a big huge pack for a family, one that really looked out for each of its members and treated everyone, whether blood-related or not like true family. Not everyone was able to have a good meal to eat every night, or every morning. Not everyone had a warm place to return to at the end of the day. Some didn't even have a place to call home. But he had all of that. Albeit having given it up for some time, he was back now, appreciative of what had been give to him, ready to show that he wasn't about to take it for granted. Not when he could loose all of it in the blink of an eye. Movement from Meili caught his attention, breaking him from his thoughts as she stood, stretching herself out before standing before him. It wasn't until he allowed himself to rise to his paws that he realized he was a lot bigger than her. How had he not noticed that before? Oh that's right, he'd been too busy staring at her gorgeous eyes like idiot. What a first impression. That same smirk he was beginning to think was a signature of hers curled her lips as she moved towards him, noting how she thought that he had to act more his age. Now why should he do that? He didn't have a moment to think about it because before he could react she'd tackled him, knocking him clear of his paws to tumble backwards onto the moist shore, nipping playfully at her shoulder. For being an older women, she hadn't lost her playful touch yet. An amused laugh erupted from his jaws as he rolled with her until they came to a stop a few yards from where they'd been sitting, Meili pinned beneath his large mass, a genuine smile curling his earthen lips. Maybe you're right. Perhaps I should act my own age, if I have good company like yours. Now it was his turn to smirk in playfulness, cerulean gems meeting teal ones, ivory tipped plume wagging gently behind tawny haunches. Talk like this |
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